The cat was very cute...perhaps it found it's true owner, we never saw George again.

We had come home
For our lunch
And someone
Followed us in
A cute orange
Tabby that we
Named George
Thinking we
Had a pet...
He/she walked down
The hallway
Entering our
Sisters' room
He/she deposited
A calling card
We all smelled
It at the same time
My mother
Swooped up
George
And.. .. Out the doorHe went... ...

Definately a male tabby! Only they possess the arrogance to scent
such newly "claimed" territory! I love, love, love cats! Can't be around
them any longer due to allergies- a tragic loss.
Wonderful trip down memory lane, DL!
Peace & Blessings,
Carolyn